ew, naked babies.
now don't go reporting this, it's art.

you know when people say, "oh I've been dressing up in my Mom's
clothes for as long as I can remember."
or the ol' peach, "I could sing before I could talk."
well, this is photographic evidence of a complete mishap. no proof of young style here.
it is however, an excellent photo (yes, I'll say so myself) and represents what
I have grown into become today; a sloppy blonde, wannabe aerobics instructor.

welcome all to Blame Jayne.

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